Thursday, 3 April 2014

Love letters

You know, sometimes we're just too clingy.

Love letters are disingenuous. All the words have already been said by everyone else. By better men than you. No wonder she's so bored. Every sweet thought you commit to page is just meaningless garbage. We all strive to be adored, and yet all we offer are the meaningless platitudes we've been force fed until we spew them out like foie gras gone wrong. Now the woman you've tricked yourself into believing will be yours is bored and your words have ruined her dress.

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